"Life Coach" (intro) x2pass me my drink, pass me my smoketonight we gon' play, tomorrow we coach live how I live, fuck how I croak I drink it all in, and laugh when I choke

Verse 12 hands, 1 cup1 mouth, 1 bluntwe drink, we cutaddictions live for making days not suck - not suck we go, too farwe push, too hard we bleed, we scar we live to learn until they pull that card - add up all the good days, and the great nights --the red eyes from the times we take flights the hand shakes the mistakes from late nightswe tip-toe back to the place we play nice we play fair so the bridge stays unburnedwe take paths where the rocks are unturned we dismiss when their stars are unearned we all obsessed with the times we been burned so burn it up like we have to do it you can do it, put your back into itice cubes in my jazzer fluidthe lingo lingers of brash influence that's me with the P on the cap that's me n' Mike Oher in the backthat's me with 3 birds, 1 Philly, passing out a flyer talkin' bout a sixer getting smashed that cup - my jawnthat cup - mind blowin' I sip - I'm gone-nice trip, I'm home1 bed, 2 sheets that wind, my peace - at least until' the morning - my life's a board game but I keep from snoring

Verse 2the days go by fast and it grinds my gears---fly by til' you buy the leerfine wine, keep mine a beeri'll square dance with those squareswho I hired to CHEAH! it's no problem when the sun is outunless it's too long then the guns get out- the robber, cop- thang, the auld lang synewe need need a fresh start so the guns don't BANGbut the drums do -- so we keep it on time like we swiss but the cheese isn't lunch foodwe need lunch food - we need brain food we need something strong enough to just cling towe need to dance and sing and clink mugs we need a chance to live and do drugs we need to drop the act and give hugs wrap your brain around but the brain rap - SUCKSso we run with- excesses we ignore- our messes we stand up, we sit down they throw it? we catch itwe obey - until we blast off - no leash we be barking like a mad dog211 on the double if it's last call 411 on the ladies with no ass fault --so she can lay the pipe- (get it?)construction worker - she's great at night (get it?)lights are on, cameras outEMS, mouth to mouthno tryptophan when there's trips to planshe flips the script we hit Switzerland she chocolates up, endorphins flow she licks her lips as we hit the floor and we